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| We've searched for hours, crossed dark forests, perilous streams, hellish swamps, and we finally found it, deep in this godforsaken no-man's-land. | |
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| Buried under a clod of fetid age-old moldy dirt, guarded by a nest of hungry snakes, just one short step from a sheer cliffside that will take us straight down to the ocean far below. | |
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| Well, Tiger would probably fade an 8-iron, and land it smack in the middle of the green ... | |
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